NOVPUBChapter 550 -389: Repairing the Boundary
Noticing the movement of Daoist Venerable Zheng Chu’s Golden Body, Chu Zheng met the incoming gaze with a calm expression.
Daoist Venerable Zheng Chu had clearly already detected his presence, so there was no need to hide any longer.
Besides, he was also very curious to know the current state of Daoist Venerable Zheng Chu, whether friend or foe.
He had too many questions about this Incense Fire God who had separated from his own body.
Boom——
A dull thunderous sound echoed above the sky. The Golden Body, high on the altar, made a move and descended on clouds, heading straight for Chu Zheng.
Chu Zheng’s heartstrings tightened slightly as he watched the Golden Body gradually approach.
The divine might mixed with Incense Fire Willpower transformed into a peculiar aroma, drifting to him first and instantly relaxing his entire body.
Many living creatures in the city involuntarily prostrated themselves, performing grand rites of worship.
Radiant divine light spread from the Golden Body, bestowing blessings upon all the worshippers: curing all ailments and even advancing their cultivation by a step.
Seeing this, the cultivators who had been merely observing also kneeled and worshipped, a visible wave of Incense Fire Willpower surged up instantly, enveloping the entire city.
Many powerful figures beneath the altar, like gods standing among clouds, accepted the worship of the followers alongside Daoist Venerable Zheng Chu.
Daoist Venerable Zheng Chu’s Golden Body, with its usual indifferent expression, slowly walked towards Chu Zheng.
Chu Zheng’s breathing became slightly rapid, tinged with an almost imperceptible hint of anticipation.
Several breaths later, Daoist Venerable Zheng Chu passed over Chu Zheng’s head, without even a sidelong glance, and continued straight towards the sky.
Countless strands of golden patterns bloomed beneath Him, forming a divine ladder reaching towards the end of the heavens.
In a blink of an eye, Daoist Venerable Zheng Chu’s figure disappeared, and the multitude of followers dispersed instantly.
For a while, Chu Zheng stood dumbfounded, unable to recover his senses.
He had thought of many possible scenarios for his meeting with Daoist Venerable Zheng Chu.
But he never expected that Daoist Venerable Zheng Chu would simply ignore his existence, only giving him a brief glance with no further action.
What did this mean?
Though the gap between their current cultivation levels was indeed staggering, such a completely indifferent response seemed rather too flat.
For a moment, Chu Zheng felt indescribable emotions, even a hint of inexplicable disappointment.
Daoist Venerable Zheng Chu was a part of him that had been cut off, an extension of his own body.
Now it felt like a severed hand growing legs and running off on its own, an eerie feeling.
However, from another perspective, Chu Zheng could at least be sure of one thing: Daoist Venerable Zheng Chu harbored no malice towards him.
Of course, there was also no sign of benevolence, as if He had truly become an emotionless Incense Fire Deity.
Discussions gradually arose around, mostly marveling at the divine power of Daoist Venerable Zheng Chu.
Chu Zheng looked around; a stirring emerged from deep within him. The consciousness of his host was about to awaken.
He relinquished control of his physical body, allowing his host’s consciousness to take over, sinking his own consciousness to reflect quietly.
Judging by the earlier actions of the followers, today’s invasion of the Ancient Crossing Realm was clearly not a coincidence but a well-prepared plan.
Suddenly, Chu Zheng realized something, forming some guesses.
The frequency of his encounters with Daoist Venerable Zheng Chu was unusually high.
The Chaos Sea was incredibly vast, making such random meetings highly improbable. Daoist Venerable Zheng Chu’s journey to the Ancient Crossing Realm was likely intended specifically for this encounter.
The question was, what benefit could this hold for Daoist Venerable Zheng Chu?
The only advantage seemed to be helping him fend off tribulations, which made Chu Zheng ponder more.
The relationship between Daoist Venerable Zheng Chu and the Ancestral Dao, and the relationship between the Ancestral Dao and himself, was now very unclear.
From the Moonlight Immortal Ancestor, he knew that the repair panel was the Dao Seed, and the Dao Seed could not be removed or grafted, indicating that his previous life was indeed in the Ancestral Realm.
He had no memory of this, likely due to being cleansed during reincarnation.
Could his past life have been Daoist Venerable Zheng Chu? Or even… the Ancestral Dao?
Although the timing of the Ancestral Dao’s death did not align with his birth, it could be that the timing of the death news was inaccurate.
The path of reincarnation had disappeared without a trace since the birth of the Vast Universe, making it impossible for even those in the Ancestral Realm to explore past causes and effects.
For Chu Zheng now, it was even more remote.
The good news for him was that he no longer needed to worry about protecting this incarnation.
With a powerful deity comparable to an Immortal King leading the way, Chu Zheng would no longer be troubled by Tribulation Qi for a long time, and could even save the effort of having his incarnation undergo tribulations.
With Daoist Venerable Zheng Chu here, even if ‘Chu Zheng’ caused great trouble in the Ancient Crossing Realm, the Tribulation Qi would be hard to lose control, so he could safely focus on improving his cultivation.
Unless one day, Daoist Venerable Zheng Chu could no longer hold on, which would naturally bring an uncontrollable disaster.
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In the following days, Chu Zheng hid within the host’s body, quietly observing the developments in the Ancient Crossing Realm.
As he had previously thought, Daoist Venerable Zheng Chu’s methods were domineering and straightforward, intervening across realms and shattering the Tiantong Dynasty, causing alarm in the Hundred Countries.
Seizing the turmoil among the people’s hearts, numerous followers of his began to take over the Hundred Countries, spreading faith widely, and building countless temples.
During this process, Chu Zheng frequently heard news about Daoist Venerable Zheng Chu.
He had expended vast amounts of Divine Power to manifest divine might, granting numerous blessings to followers without regard for the cost, quickly establishing a firm foothold in the Ancient Crossing Realm, with Incense Fire Willpower growing daily.
There were quite a number of nations unwilling to believe in Daoist Venerable Zheng Chu, encountering some resistance during this time, but such small waves were quickly suppressed with the example of the Tiantong Dynasty.
As a result, as many as thirteen dynasties were annihilated, including two Emperor Dynasties.
Thus, among the six great Emperors of the Ancient Crossing Realm who had ruled for ages and eyed the Hundred Countries, over half were wiped out due to Daoist Venerable Zheng Chu.
Daoist Venerable Zheng Chu had never personally taken action; His followers had already spread His name throughout the Eight Desolates and Four Seas.
As Daoist Venerable Zheng Chu’s territory expanded, the Tribulation Qi beside Chu Zheng’s host not only did not increase but began to dissipate rapidly, almost completely vanishing.
Seeing this, Chu Zheng did not linger any longer, returning his consciousness to his main body, as he had just crossed the Yin Yang Tribulations and needed to stabilize his cultivation.
Originally coming here to solve the predicament of his incarnation, he had unexpectedly resolved everything without having to do anything.
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Boundary.
At the gap in the Ancient Bronze Boundary Wall stood two figures.
Immortal Light and blood Qi condensed into Divine Flame, intertwined, transforming into gleaming colors.
“The Ancestral Dao is dead; now in the Great Universe, none can fill the void. I had thought Taiching could recreate the Ancestral Dao’s deeds, but even that still falls far short, unable to form a Dao Seal. Even as a Daluo Golden Immortal, strength has its limits.”
The Immortal Ancestor sighed softly, with a hint of helplessness in the gaze:
“Martial Ancestor, do you have any good plans?”
The Martial Ancestor, his head lowered, gazed at the Heaven Pass with an indifferent expression:
“The Dao Seal is shattered, I will use my flesh and blood to fill the void and gather a Martial Seal. That will suffice.”
The Ancient Martial Ancestor’s possession of Heaven and Earth Creation was just over thirty percent; now he held three tenths of the Heavenly Fate, with nearly a third of the Great Universe’s origin in his hands, reforming Heaven and Earth Creation was just a flick away.
“Are you about to set off?”
The Immortal Ancestor’s eyes moved slightly: “Your lifespan has long since been exhausted. Previously staying in this world was to wait for the right time. Has that time now arrived?”
“I can wait no longer. The end is here.”
The Martial Ancestor shook his head slightly, a sense of desolation in his expression:
“My master once told me that after eons, heaven and earth would be united, all paths would have vitality, there would be no more Dao wars, no more struggling for Heavenly Fate, and even without hard efforts, the Heavenly Dao would still favor us. Cultivation would no longer face tribulation, resources would be boundless, Yin Yang would be orderly, life and death clear, past and present traceable; one would know their origin upon birth and their destination upon death…”
“For that day, my master chose to betray the Martial Path, defied heaven, assisted Zheng Chu, burned all his Essence Blood to open the Gate of Space-Time, seeking aid from the ages to come, creating the Daluo Golden Immortal rejected by the Heavenly Dao, thus paving a path for the Qi Refining Lineage.”
The Immortal Ancestor’s pupils contracted slightly, moved by the information, which he had never heard before.
The Martial Ancestor continued without concern for his reaction:
“Ultimately, I could not wait for that future my master hoped for.”
“My master sought to prevent us from being like we are now, rootless wanderers only knowing to struggle for Heavenly Fate, unable to rest in peace even after death, falling into the universe, possibly even killing our kin and descendants in the future…”
As the words fell, the Martial Ancestor’s eyes reddened slightly:
“My master perished in the fissures of time’s transition, all traces swallowed by the river of time. As a disciple, I can’t even remember my master’s face and voice. I lived in vain!”
After a long while, the Martial Ancestor’s breath gradually steadied: “In a moment, I will repair the boundary. After my death, please inter me in the Bone Valley and send me off.”
“It’s a small effort.”
The Immortal Ancestor nodded with a heavy tone: “I have something to ask, and hope you will not hesitate to enlighten me.”
“Speak freely,” the Martial Ancestor said softly: “As one on the brink of death, I can help you little, but if you have questions, lay them out.”
“The Holy Spirit Plate, it is both the supreme treasure for positioning in space-time and the key to controlling the Boundary Wheel. It is extremely important to the Immortal Alliance. Without it, operating the Boundary Wheel would become troublesome.”
The Immortal Ancestor spoke gravely, with a hint of confusion in his tone:
“I do not ask for its immediate return, but could you tell me why you took the Holy Spirit Plate? Even using the Candle Star as a guise, why such a large detour?”
Although the Holy Spirit Plate could open the Boundary Gate at any time, connecting two realms, it held no use for the Martial Ancestor.
“Out of all your questions, you asked the one that cannot be answered.”
Upon hearing this, the Martial Ancestor’s lips twitched slightly, speaking bitterly:
“When the Holy Spirit Plate activates, you will naturally understand. Don’t worry, it won’t be long. At that time, it will return to its rightful owner.”
